Spring is almost here.

Let’s bloom,

Smile at the world, …

To discovers holes,

Is no surprise.

That they are not neat, …

Loosely dangle,

Struggle to hold on,

Or simply accept, …

A perfect world,

That’s square.

Always the same. …

How welcoming,

Finding a place,

To happily land. …

Trying to be alike,

To not feel different,

When at day’s end, …

Not everyone,

Has a guiding light,

For stormy weather. …

Let me fly,

Into tomorrow,

With open arms. …

To build,

From the inside out.

To protect, …

In a long-ago past,

Wooden wheels,

Traveled and turned. …

I wish I could feel,

Like the things I see.

Symmetrical, …

A few,

Without knowing,

Stand out. …

Sparkles,

With time fade.

Like dreams that fool, …

When thoughts get tangled,

It’s just an ordinary day.

But with feelings, …

I wonder if tomorrow,

I’ll remember today.

When I awaken, …

“Stay by me,”

She whispered.

“Let the snows melt, …

Only when I look,

From the inside,

And not above, …

The sun rose,

As I looked and wondered,

About life outside. …

It is heartwarming,

When even a door,

Receives recognition, …

To dreamily stare,

At faraway thoughts,

In a different realm, …